Mr. Xu was drinking porridge early in the morning, sipping along the edge of the bowl. The smell of fresh and sweet seafood aroused the greed in his stomach.
Unexpectedly, two old men came outside.
"Hey, how about porridge? What did you eat this morning?"
These two old men knew each other well.
"Good morning, grandpas."
Ning Ning doesn't have to go to school today. She has Saturday and Sunday off. Children grow up to be as tall as a stick.
She is now 1.4 meters tall.
The family doctor said that the baby is in good health, eats deliciously, and has extremely strong bone development, so it will be no problem for him to run long distances.
The old man couldn't bear it.
A sum of money was transferred to support national sports construction.
Ning Ning was holding a small wooden tray in her hand. On it was a small bowl of polenta, half a cup of hot milk, a fist-sized crab soup dumpling, a hard-boiled egg, and a half plate of soy sauce and vinegar next to it.
“There are rice porridge, noodles, steamed buns, soy milk, fried dough sticks, rice rolls, small pan-fried rice noodles, spicy soup...”
"There are also stir-fried livers and braised livers..."
"It's particularly comfortable when paired with two liang of medicinal wine. Do you two want to try it?"
The two old men were very excited: "Then let me have two taels of medicinal wine, a bowl of fried liver, and a portion of braised liver."
"Okay, Aunt Juan, please excuse me."
Ning Ning smiled sweetly at the middle-aged woman beside her.
"Okay, just wait a moment."
Wang Meijuan quickly agreed, with a warm and sincere smile on her face, walked into the kitchen quickly and steadily, and brought out two steaming bowls of fried liver, paired with some boiled vegetables, and two ounces of soju.
Her life is becoming more and more enjoyable now.
As soon as she arrived at the villa, she first received a generous red envelope, and then received a month's salary. The heavy money stuffed her wallet was bulging. She planned to go back to her hometown during her vacation this month, meet her children, and also give some money to her husband at home. Hire someone to take care of you.
In the past, there was no money and no other choice. Her husband was lying on the kang, and her parents had to help take care of her. They were old and could not do the hard work, so Wang Meijuan planned to spend some money and ask her neighbors to help. We are all neighbors. , making money is not easy, and many people are willing to make some money nearby during their spare time.
My daughter called and told her that she had received a scholarship for this semester and had saved some money through work-study. She told her to take good care of herself and not have to worry about herself.
Wang Meijuan cherishes this job very much and is determined to do it well.
On the dinner table.
The three old men who ate had a glass of wine each, bragging crazily while eating and drinking.
This is probably a common problem.
After drinking two ounces of soju in the morning, the guard at home was already frightened. He glanced at me with eyes as wet as a puppy begging not to drink anymore, and he had no desire to drink at all.
But here, this wine is brewed with special medicinal materials. After one sip, the heat from all over the body permeates the limbs and bones. The body, which is like an old truck in disrepair, seems to be coated with a layer of lubricant. It creaks and creaks. Started running.
Several people were talking excitedly.
Mr. Xu's phone rang.
The old man took out a palm-sized mobile phone: "Hello? Old Liu?"
"..."
The old man's voice on the phone was weak: "Lao Xu, I heard that the old chief and Lao Ding stayed at your son's villa?"
"Yes, the three of us are having a drink."
Mr. Xu laughed, with a loud voice and a steady breath: "It's nothing, I'm hanging up."
"No, no, do you still have a place in your villa?"
Old Liu was anxious on the phone: "Save a seat for me, I'll be there soon, I've packed everything."
"I'll give you a hammer position." Old man Xu rolled his eyes, raised the wine glass in his hand and touched it with the two old men next to him: "Come and take one."
"Hi ha."
The slightly spicy taste exploded on the tip of the tongue, and the fragrance brought by the fruit was mixed with the refreshing sweetness. Mr. Xu squinted his eyes comfortably: "If you come, come quickly. If you don't come, there will be no place for you."
"Come now, I'll crawl over here, just wait."
After saying that, he hung up the phone hurriedly.
As soon as the phone hung up, a few old men started chatting.
Ning Ning, who was sitting next to him having breakfast, pricked up his ears to listen to their gossip.
One of them said: "Lao Liu has not been in good health recently."
Another continued: "When we were fighting across the river, our body was soaked in the river."
The last one let out a sigh and said, "Excuses are all excuses. He only made his body weak by eating, drinking, and playing with women."
"As soon as Old Liu's wife died, this guy couldn't wait to marry his second son. Damn, he's really not a thing."
Scolding and scolding, talking and talking, brothers who have been through life and death for decades still have feelings for each other.
Right next to Mr. Zhou and Old Dingtou, a courtyard was chosen for Lao Liu.
It didn't take long for Lao Liu to come.
"Oh, Ning Ning is here too, come on, come on, Grandpa Liu will give you a meeting gift."
Ning Ning looked at the old man who took out the greeting gift in front of her and said softly: "Grandpa Liu, are you sick?"
When I first met Grandpa Liu, he was a handsome old man with a loud voice and an imposing manner.
With his silver hair neatly combed, a tall and strong figure, and wearing a black fashionable clothes, the old man stood in the middle of the field, and his momentum killed countless young talents in an instant.
But today, Grandpa Liu's face was pale, his steps were shaky, his voice was breathless, and he was followed by two guards who were supporting him.
"Grandpa is not feeling well."
As soon as Lao Liu finished answering, he was startled by a loud voice.
"Old Liu, you came very quickly."
When they met, Old Dingtou was shocked by You Lao Liu: "Who are you? Where is my big old Liu? Where did my handsome old Liu go?"
The old Liu in front of him seemed to have been sucked away by a female ghost.
Lao Liu smiled bitterly and said: "It's a long story. I'll tell you slowly after I settle down. By the way, where are Lao Xu and the old chief?"
Old Dingtou purred: "Those two old guys have gone fishing, and only me and Ning Ning, the poor ones, are here to pick you up. Let's go and take you to where you live."
Old Dingtou walked quickly in front, swinging his arms and walking very fast.
Lao Liu followed behind, out of breath, with trembling hands and feet. He was half-carried and half-supported by a guard boy.
"Why do you live so far away?"
Lao Liu couldn't walk anymore, so the guards carried him on their backs.
The road ahead was too long, and I was crying. My voice was choked and my tone was desolate: "The place you live in is too desolate."
The surrounding environment is still very good, with birds singing, flowers fragrant, and beautiful scenery, which is very suitable for raising people.
But when Lao Liu thought about having to walk such a long journey by himself, his heart went cold.
Old Ding turned his head quickly and then back again: "It's not far, not far at all. The little vine will escort you after you check in. Don't worry."
